If U w/ Me lyrics

[Chorus]
If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
Slap a n*gga with a hundred just to show your grand
Get them n*ggas for all you can
I'm gettin' paid yellin' f*ck a man

[Verse 1]
I'm a bad ass b*tch n*gga
That's why yo' dough gone
And all yo' weed in the ozone
I'm doing this one for my no thugs
Who on no drugs
Other n*ggas yellin' out so what, huh
Cause you could never be my only one
Cause I want too much sh*t, want too much done
Recognize who I be when you see me in the club
Like a pooch in a coupe with the roof dropped down
Where my real b*tches at?
Right here
Where them n*ggas riches at?
Right here
We treatin' n*ggas like rental cars doggin' em out
With no doe theres nothing we can talk about

[Chorus]
If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
Slap a n*gga with a hundred just to show your grand
Get them n*ggas for all you can
I'm gettin' paid yellin' f*ck a man
If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
Slap a n*gga with a hundred just to show your grand
Get them n*ggas for all you can
I'm gettin' paid yellin' f*ck a man
[Verse 2]
I can tell by your eyes, lust is what you feel
You wanna talk n*gga, then lets discuss my bills
As you can see I'm an expensive b*tch
Who has good taste and love expensive sh*t
You wanna conversate well n*gga I charge a fee
Each additional minute, n*gga I charge a fee
Where my money at - you short, I gots to go
Only ballers are tall enough to reach my goal
I know you love me but I love your huns
Cause you could never be my only one
Don't trust me, broke n*gga don't lust me
Cause gettin' paid is a must be
And hell naw you can't f*ck me

[Chorus]
If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
Slap a n*gga with a hundred just to show your grand
Get them n*ggas for all you can
I'm gettin' paid yellin' f*ck a man
If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
Slap a n*gga with a hundred just to show your grand
Get them n*ggas for all you can
I'm gettin' paid yellin' f*ck a man

[Verse 3]
2 karats in the ear
4 karats in the ring
Hoes get sick when they see the bling bling
Stay f*ckin' wit' a thug
That'll pop the 4, cop some raw
Then cruize and just drop you off
You want me to lock my door (jaw?)
I'm not you're whore
f*ck n*gga get your mind right or I'm out the door
Gotta go, gotta go
6 double o
I'm a big trouble ho
That likes to smuggle doe
From my head to my toe
Fly sh*t fo' sho'
Want my wrist to glow
And my tips to flow
Don't puff blunts
I like my B's up front
You can smoke though, blow weed up my c*nt
Cause I'm a bad b*tch
First round draft pick
Shaped like a Coca-Cola classic
Get my ass licked
Take a n*gga for his cash quick
Even take plastic, uh
[Chorus]
If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
Slap a n*gga with a hundred just to show your grand
Get them n*ggas for all you can
I'm gettin' paid yellin' f*ck a man

[Outro]
Yeah I know yall n*ggas can say f*ck them hoes
But not on this one
I'm doing this one for my b*tches
All b*tches of all b*tches
And f*ck them flaw b*tches
Okay, play wit' it
Ms Trina
New Millennium
Year 2000
Slip -n- slide
Hahaha